Starting with A Divorce novel (Ainsley and Cason)
Chapter 251

Chapter 251 Serina's Fear

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Mary was stunned for a moment as if she had not expected Raymond to apologize so decisively.

Her hand trembled slightly as she held the black and white photo, and her expression was a little complicated. In this way, she lost the reason to make a scene.

Mary's face was pale. "The one who harmed my daughter was not you. It was Ainsley! Why didn't she come and apologize?"

"Ms. Easton has already been suspended and is at home. We can't be certain that it's Ms. Easton's fault. There are so many reporters at the school gate, and we have to protect Ms. Easton," Cody said. The reason that he said this was because he was afraid the reporters would distort the fact.

Raymond's apology kicked the ball to Mary's court.

Mary said haltingly, "It's Ainsley's fault, and you still protect her! Can an apology solve all the problems?"

Cody looked at Mary in confusion. The black and white photo was reflected in the sun. He asked with

a complicated expression, "Mr. Ford is right in front of you, and there are many reporters to testify

you. If you have any requests, just say them."

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Everyone quieted down. The reporters changed their attention and looked at Mary.

Mary only felt her lips dry. She licked her lips, looked at Raymond, and then looked at the surrounding reporters. She said uncertainly, "I can ask for anything?" "Yes, please."

Mary began to doubt Cody's intentions. She had already made it very clear that day at the school. gate that she wanted 320 thousand dollars. Did he want her to repeat it again? Then everyone would know that she came for money!

However, Cody just said that she could ask for anything.

She hardened her heart and said, "1.6 million dollars! I want 1.6 million dollars. Ainsley killed my daughter. The Easton family is rich, and 1.6 million dollars is nothing for them. Moreover, Nancy is our hope. Now she's dead. I have to raise my family alone. So asking for 1.6 million dollars is not

demanding."

"Didn't you only charge 320 thousand dollars last time?" Cody's eyes were cold.

"Not enough! I've thought about it," Mary said with disdain.

She put the photo behind her and grabbed it.

"So she came to ask for money!"

"I originally thought that she was pitiful, but I don't think so now."

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"I didn't think so when she asked for 320 thousand dollars last time. But 1.6 million dollars is too

much."

The discussions made Mary's face turn red, but when she thought that she could get 1.6 million dollars, she straightened her back and said to the reporters, "What did I do wrong? Ainsley killed my daughter. I have to raise her brother and the family!"

Raymond calmly looked at Mary. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Conway. Even if it was Ainsley, I don't think she would agree. You have already seen the police's notice and the monitor in the consulting room. I don't know why you insist that it was Ainsley who killed Nancy. If you continue to slander us again, we will keep the right to sue you."

"You... You want to sue me?" Mary immediately burst into tears. "What has happened? My daughter was killed, and they still want to sue me! Is the University of Washington so ruthless? How can you protect a bad person?"

Cody frowned slightly. "Mrs. Conway, we can understand your feelings. We will compensate you for Nancy's death, but we can't give you so much money. If you continue to cause trouble at the school. gate, we can only call the police to solve the problem."

Although Cody and Raymond looked warm and gentle, they were sensible.

Mary calmed down and looked at them fiercely. "OK, call the police!"

Cody did not show mercy. He took out his phone and just pressed two buttons when the phone was

taken away.

"How dare you!"

Raymond reached out his phone and showed the screen to Mary to let her see who he was calling. "Sir, someone is deliberately stirring up trouble at the University of Washington."

The reporters probably did not expect Raymond to call the police.

Ten minutes later, a police car stopped in front of the University of Washington.

Mary watched nervously as the reporters pointed the cameras in the direction of the police car.

"Sir," Raymond and Cody watched the police.

"Come with us." The police came over and pulled Mary away.

Mary did not expect the police to really come. She screamed, "Sir, you have caught the wrong person! They have killed my daughter. The people you should arrest are them!"

"Mrs. Conway, we have investigated the matter clearly. Your daughter's death has nothing to do with Ainsley. Come with us now," the police said.

Mary was at a loss and didn't want to leave. She had made such a request with great difficulty but hadn't received a response. She didn't want to leave.

But no matter how much she struggled, the police officers didn't let her go and directly took her

away.

The black and white photo was thrown to the ground, and so was the banner.

In the Easton's house.

Serina sat on the sofa in a daze. She tightly wrapped the quilt around her, which gave her a rare

sense of security, as if nothing could harm her.

The woman beside her was also someone she was familiar with. Two hours ago, she had just been kidnapped and experienced something terrible. Serina saw someone bleed and cry in front of her. The screaming sound seemed to be circling her ears. When she closed her eyes, she saw the bloody

scene.

The dagger with the shiny blood ruthlessly stabbed into the skin. The crackling sound of roasted

meat was tormenting her.

She was in pain. She trembled violently because of fear. What was even more terrifying was that she could not describe the feeling, the painful and real feeling.

Facing Ainsley, Serina dared not mention the piece of flesh that had been cut off and the bloody and terrifying scene.

Everything was ready, including the sofa, the ceiling, the TV cabinet, and even Ainsley.

It seemed that after she was rescued from the school gate, her eyes were covered with a layer of transparent red glass.

Serina suddenly understood that no matter where she went, the red transparent glass would never disappear. Her world would be overwhelmed with fear.